"Please." I plead. His blue eyes stayed on me.
"What's your hurry?" he asks breathy.
"I need to get home." I inform him as I squeeze my eyes shut. "Just let me go."
"Why should I let my desert run away?" he asks. Desert?
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.